It Still Feels like. (25)

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--My POV--

They all shrugged their shoulders and watched T.V. I was staring at the ceiling thinking how long it will take to die. Occasionally, I glanced at everyone with their imprints. The girls snuggling against the guys, the guys' arm around the girls' waists. Then I look at Leah who was in complete disgust. I chuckled a little and she snaps her head towards me and lets out a big grin on her face. I mouth I love you, to her, and she mouths back the same thing.

Finally, Emily calls for dinner and everyone rushes into the kitchen but me. I just stay put. Everyone was eating and then I feel their eyes on me,

Me: WHY AM I NOT DEAD YET? HOW LONG IS THIS GOING TO TAKE?!

Leah walked into the living room and sat on the couch and bent over to look at me.

Leah: Kaya,

Me: I remember thinking I had to have him, or I'd die. But since I love him, I have to let him move on.

Tears falling down my face knowing he'll never be mine again. Then I was starting to get frustrated. I just wanted to die before the pain comes.

The worst thing is, it still feels like he's mine. 



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